Bite First

I know how this ends.
You smile. I bleed.
But I’m done tasting my own throat.
Laced in lace but loaded
I dressed up for the kill
Sweet like cyanide kisses
And silence I won't fill
A glass heart won't break twice
I sharpen mine on guilt
You thought I’d beg for mercy?
I’m the one that built the guillotine.
So call me cruel—
I call it self-defense
Every scar’s a statement
Every breath’s revenge
I used to wait
Now I bite first.
You wanted cute?
Here's chaos with a smile.
Pet the devil, see what’s left of your hand.
I don't beg—I don’t pray
I bloom in ash and flame
I bite first
And I never say sorry.